The phone call was from the nanny: "Mr. Leng, Mrs. She came back, it was raining, and she seemed to have a little cold." Would you like to come and have a look? ”

Leng Sicheng listened to her until he finished speaking, and then said in a deep voice: "If she is uncomfortable, find a doctor for her, and I won't see a doctor!" ”

Hanging up the phone, Leng Sicheng seemed to be in a worse mood. The hand holding the phone was tight and loose, and the center of his eyebrows was almost twisted into a pimple.

Secretary Cheng was so frightened that he didn't dare to look behind him anymore, nor did he dare to say another word, but just held the steering wheel tightly, eager to shrink into a needle. The car quickly drove through the congested section, and the speed of the car was getting faster, and he did not dare to ask him where he was going.

The street lights were reflected in Leng Sicheng's irritable and tangled face, he looked at the scenery outside the car window and slowed down, clenched his fists, and slowly released: "Go...... West Hill Villa. ”

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When Gu Qingqing returned to the villa, it was already early in the morning.

As soon as the car was parked, the little nanny had already opened the door intimately. Gu Qingqing closed the car door and walked in, and the little nanny saluted politely: "Mrs." ”

Gu Qingqing lowered her head to change her shoes, and responded lightly: "Hmm." ”

As soon as she entered the entrance, by the light, the little nanny saw Gu Qingqing drenched in the rain, her thin clothes clinging to her body, and her black hair dripping with droplets, and she was startled: "I'm going to get a towel, do I need to take some cold medicine?" ”

"No need." Gu Qingqing shook her head with a face, her body was still a little wet, she stepped on the stairs in her slippers and walked out of the water stains.

Pushing open the bedroom door, the room was cold.

I took out my phone to charge it, and as soon as I turned it on, a text message popped up, which was sent by my mother.

"Daughter, I have received 300,000 yuan from my son-in-law, and your brother is fine. You have to thank your son-in-law well, you two want to be harmonious, don't make him angry, serve him well, especially never divorce him, you know? ”

Gu Qingqing looked at the text message for a few seconds, but did not reply, but turned around and went to the bathroom.

After half an hour of hot water under the shower, the skin and face were red, as if the dust on the body and heart had been washed away.

After blowing his hair, Gu Qingqing threw himself into the bed and hugged the soft pillow, I don't know if it was because of the rain and cold, or if it was too intense with Leng Sicheng just now, and he was very tired physically and mentally.

Mom and brother still think that she has a close relationship with Leng Sicheng, and he Meimei? Only God knows what kind of days she lives every day!

This is not the old house of the Leng family, nor is it the Allure apartment where Leng Sicheng usually lives, but the "cold palace" where she lives alone.

Since marrying him three years ago, she has been locked up in this villa alone except for going to school, and unless there is a special event, Leng Sicheng only comes here once a month, and there is no one else except her and the nanny. The empty house is like her empty heart.

In order to be his wife, she studied cooking, social etiquette, ballroom dancing and piano. Knowing that he likes to taste wine and loves to make tea, she also learned wine tasting and tea art. But all his efforts gradually wore out in his scandals again and again, and his coldness once a month.

Rolled over, not wanting to move.

Whether it is every time her mother asks for money, or every time her brother has an accident that he solves, she must pay a "price". She didn't have any money, so she had to - rou- to pay.